Chapter 7

I struggled with the button on Damien's pants. It wasn't like I was crazy with curiosity

to know what a man's package would be like, but he had made me too excited, and

everything I saw and everything I touched suggested that his equipment must indeed be

Amazing.

His erection was so large that it stretched the fabric taut, and it was a struggle to force the button.

metal through rough denim, and then another struggle to get that zipper down. But I persevered, and the

darn it slid down.

The swollen head of his cock popped out of the top of his black briefs, damp with precum.

An image of masculine vigor, the pure sensuality that made my body shudder.

of will.

Vaguely, I noticed him pushing his jeans down his legs, his boxer briefs

hugging the balls and tops of his muscular thighs, but all of a sudden, that was all gone.

too, and I took a deep breath as my gaze fell across that rigid length

pointing at me.

I was right when I imagined it to be spectacular. In comparison, Jeffrey and my ot